”“My noble Don Quixote no more than I looked forward to seeing you again. Did you find any windmills to tilt while you were traveling?”“No mor... than usual but that’s a story for dinner, tonight. Right now, I just want to look at you.” Right then, my stomach growled loudly. “My stomach on the other hand, is demanding a hamburger with lettuce and tomato, along with an order of fries.”With a laugh she led me over to my usual table, joining me after getting us both a cup of coffee. We sat down. Nice and sheer. The kind with the wide lacy silicone bands at the top to hold them up. And a little color, White, light blue, deep brown tones. Mmmmmmm, or best of all, Black! And maybe the fishnet kind with a pattern in them. Hell with stockings like that you could make a living on the street corner when times get tough. Or make a porno!’ ‘Why Bill! I’m surprised you even know about things like black stockings. Sure as hell none of those skanks I’ve seen you with would wear them. But I’m sure. This was my favorite way to be taken, and with my limbs tied and a collar around my neck, I loved being so helpless as he began to fuck my ass harder. “You’re fucking perfect,” Jack moaned into my ear, “I love that tight slutty ass.” I moaned into the mattress and he sat back on his knees, pulling out of me to reach for something. He lifted my hips up briefly to place my vibrator under me and positioned it against my clit. He flicked on the power and the sudden vibrations made me gasp and my. “You’ve got one minute to make a decision. As I said, take it or leave it.” I could hear the clock on the wall ticking, and I was torn inside. I just couldn’t decide. But then Jess asked the question that brought all my resistance crumbling down. “Is your pussy wet? I bet it is!” And I realised that it was true. In fact, my panties were soaked, I could feel the moisture all over my mound. If this was able to turn me on, I decided, I could probably get off on some of the games the two of them.